The Nightfields
Klink's fifth collection writes toward a dying friend and an indifferent night sky, in long, breath-held lyric where attention itself becomes a form of love. Grief is held open here rather than resolved.
At least one reader found the collection atmospheric but thin, saying the mood moved her less than the writing promised. Even a reviewer who rated it near the top concedes that “the symbolism and metaphors do get repetitive” across the book, tipping at points into cliche. The second-person address that dominates the later poems, especially the closing 'Night Sky' sequence, put off at least one reader outright: “I struggle with second person, so I didn't always love” the shift. A separate reviewer summed the whole book up as “tired in substance and execution,” a harsher minority verdict against the near-universal praise elsewhere. Visible dissent stays thin, just one 2-star rating out of 166, but where it lands, it lands on the repeated imagery.
The case for it and the rest of the canon open with Pro.
